Made out of waxed wood.
Lines Drawn.
People running with brand new sneakers.
Spectators sit on bleachers to see games played.
At least one in every school.
People playing for a job.
Not as big as a football field but bigger than a classroom.
Where amazing things happen.
The Shot
I dribble the basketball up and down the court.
The texture of the ball lets me know if my shot is good.
I see the rotation of the ball as it goes up in the air.
Starting to count down to pretend I just shot
The potential game winner.
The ball starts on to descend from its launch like
A crashing rocket ship after a mission gone bad.
Finally the ball doesn't hit rim and goes through the net.
As it swooshes to announce I have made it.
I start getting dizzy and light headed as I'm being
Pounded on the hard, waxed, wooden floor.
I want to laugh as the hands on me cause a tickle.
Spinning even faster as I begin my take off to the sky as an
Eagle does toward the baby blue sky.
As I feel I cannot go higher I begin to rocket down and
I see my destination.
I begin to laugh as the softness of the nylon net tickles me.
I Am:
I am:
The one who is always moving.
The one with a chance to score.
The one who stays in shape.
A hurdle for the other team.
A chance maker.
A piece of a pyzzle.
A warior on the court or field.
The opponent's worst nightmare.
A firend to everyone.
A role taker.
A hard worker.
A person chasing a dream.
I am an athlete.
The Gridiron Battle
I here the Quarterback yelling.
I see the line men so low to the ground it looks like they are smelling.
I hear the words telling me run.
Towards the endzone so I can hopefully score one.
A defender in front of me on rampage.
But I'm not about to let him embarrass me on my stage.
I move to the left, I move to the right.
Hopefully so the defender can feel some fright.
The defender just fell and I'm on my way.
All I can hear are my teamates screaming HURRAY!!
All I can think about is how good it feels to be me.
Don't pay attention to the snap count just looking at the ball.
If I jump early it could cost my team 5 yards because of an offsides call.
I seee the ball move the runner is in sight.
I ger lower and balanced so I won't fall.
Hoping to tackle the runner so hard he will fumble the ball.
I launce myself toward him so he will not pass.
But I see I have failed because all I can see is grass.
All I can think about is how horrible it feels to be me.
My name is Aguilar
I am only 14 so I don't a car.
Very athletic and i enjoy playing sports.
you will not find me in my house buy maybe in one of the courts.
There have been many obstacles down the road
But I haved jumped over them like leaping toad.
It has not been a walk in the park at all
I've been made fun of and heard names others felt the need to call.
Being Mexican has had a role in that
But I will not give in and be stepped over like mat.
Me and my friend enjoy playing basketball.
We will get all together at the first call.
This is my story and it is all true.
You don't have the right to judge me because I will not do that to you.
My name is Aguilar
And I hope one day I will become a famous sports star.
Basketball Court
Made out of waxed wood.
Lines Drawn.
People running with brand new sneakers.
Spectators sit on bleachers to see games played.
At least one in every school.
People playing for a job.
Not as big as a football field but bigger than a classroom.
Where amazing things happen.
The Shot
I dribble the basketball up and down the court.
The texture of the ball lets me know if my shot is good.
I see the rotation of the ball as it goes up in the air.
Starting to count down to pretend I just shot
The potential game winner.
The ball starts on to descend from its launch like
A crashing rocket ship after a mission gone bad.
Finally the ball doesn't hit rim and goes through the net.
As it swooshes to announce I have made it.
I start getting dizzy and light headed as I'm being
Pounded on the hard, waxed, wooden floor.
I want to laugh as the hands on me cause a tickle.
Spinning even faster as I begin my take off to the sky as an
Eagle does toward the baby blue sky.
As I feel I cannot go higher I begin to rocket down and
I see my destination.
I begin to laugh as the softness of the nylon net tickles me.
I Am:
I am:
The one who is always moving.
The one with a chance to score.
The one who stays in shape.
A hurdle for the other team.
A chance maker.
A piece of a pyzzle.
A warior on the court or field.
The opponent's worst nightmare.
A firend to everyone.
A role taker.
A hard worker.
A person chasing a dream.
I am an athlete.
The Gridiron Battle
I here the Quarterback yelling.
I see the line men so low to the ground it looks like they are smelling.
I hear the words telling me run.
Towards the endzone so I can hopefully score one.
A defender in front of me on rampage.
But I'm not about to let him embarrass me on my stage.
I move to the left, I move to the right.
Hopefully so the defender can feel some fright.
The defender just fell and I'm on my way.
All I can hear are my teamates screaming HURRAY!!
All I can think about is how good it feels to be me.
Don't pay attention to the snap count just looking at the ball.
If I jump early it could cost my team 5 yards because of an offsides call.
I seee the ball move the runner is in sight.
I ger lower and balanced so I won't fall.
Hoping to tackle the runner so hard he will fumble the ball.
I launce myself toward him so he will not pass.
But I see I have failed because all I can see is grass.
All I can think about is how horrible it feels to be me.
My name is Aguilar
I am only 14 so I don't a car.
Very athletic and i enjoy playing sports.
you will not find me in my house buy maybe in one of the courts.
There have been many obstacles down the road
But I haved jumped over them like leaping toad.
It has not been a walk in the park at all
I've been made fun of and heard names others felt the need to call.
Being Mexican has had a role in that
But I will not give in and be stepped over like mat.
Me and my friend enjoy playing basketball.
We will get all together at the first call.
This is my story and it is all true.
You don't have the right to judge me because I will not do that to you.
My name is Aguilar
And I hope one day I will become a famous sports star.